There's a Limit - The Mutton Birds

You can tell tall stories till the cows come home

In a way that makes people believe them

What you lack in honesty is made up in charisma

And no one notices as you deceive them

You can make excuses till the cows come home

Reel them off one after the other

You can take my sympathy, milk it for all it’s worth

But there’ll come a time when you’ll discover

There’s a limit

There’s a limit

There’s only so far you can go

There’s a limit

There’s a limit

You can take advantage till the cows come home

Of whoever happens to be near

And when it’s convenient, your memory is foggy

At the same time your conscience is clear

But there’s a limit

There’s a limit

It’s been going on so long now

Since I introduced you

To people who are getting used

Or else they’re getting used to

You

You can charm the birds out of the trees

Till the cows come home

But my patience is sure put to the test

When I return and in return for trying to help out

Find someone else is shitting in my nest

There’s a limit

There’s a limit

There’s only so far you can go

There’s a limit

There’s a limit

It’s been going on so long now

Since I introduced you

To people who are getting used

Or else they’re getting used to

You